One Day the Rest (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 21 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    One Day the Rest   You’ve reached that head-scratching stall A sporting set of wheels is trundling, but Leggy and eggy in conception, you ratchet off Your grace and rhythm paced, more or less Like a flat tire’s Ba-whump ba-whump And if you could die, you would die to a tune Your steps […]

My Blog Week: Jan 13 to Jan 19

All the latest from Torsade!                             This week began with a poem, “Comfortingly”; then, on Tuesday, the latest Sequence of Events, in which Freda tries to see Martin and gets an odd sense of background activities afoot. Wednesday, “Not Wanted Here”, the […]

Loaded Language (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 19 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    Loaded Language   The housing of Dillard’s vital organs A compress wrapped to resist untightening Larded arteries under dress clothes Slick heels on his buckled shoes Cocked back in a goatskin executive chair His limbs clench at the camera’s disclosure Despite he kicks in feeling rancor He shoots from the situation room table […]

Celebrated (part seven)

Novella Celebrated (part seven)                 Alone, his apathy as to whether things got done or not showed itself a burgeoning hazard…now there was no one to pick up, and no one cooked. “You’re feeling pretty down these days,” one of his friends had said. Like that, as a […]

La Catastrophe de la Martinique: thirty-nine

Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (thirty-nine)             They even itemized facts: They said that for the common man, the factory owner pressured by the weekly wage, the new management did not accept his documents, the receipts of deposit; the new order raised the objection, they said, that the […]

Not Wanted Here: Ninth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 16 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby     Not Wanted Here   Awkward. He reminds himself he’d said it to the host Not long ago. He’d meant Fiona. Tattersby. And the awkwardness was Sex. Well, but…the guest says, temporizing. In this dense fog, strolling with somnambulant, cautious footing, he feels the sheen of mist like Lady […]

Sequence: The Heron’s Foot (part one)

Posted by ractrose on 15 Jan 2019 in Fiction, Novels

Sequence of Events Chapter Nine The Heron’s Foot (part one)                 “Vigilance begins where work begins”   From AT & T ad of 1921     “You have no money.” Phillip had said this to her, as they’d left the courtroom. He hadn’t been polite enough, or generous […]

Comfortingly (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 14 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    Comfortingly   Why, sun in sky, heart on fire Chimneying throat to brain Befogging vision, bothering the rain Belting diphthongs, oohs for blues Or why do fools   Set their hair aflame Be the wick-end of a honeycomb taper A little eco-chico a moth won’t pay for Scorns its enticer for this brief […]

My Blog Week: Jan 6 to Jan 12

All the latest from Torsade!                         This week began on Monday with “Sacred Science”, the fifth poem in the Eight series, offering some cultish lore. In Tuesday’s Sequence of Events, the end of chapter eight, with a meeting in hints, possibly misconstruals, between Phillip and […]

Edwytha’s Plait: Eighth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 12 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby     Edwytha’s Plait   Terror, when it comes, warms the night Fallen close and hard of breath like a parachute’s muffling silk and chill Night Borne opaque the face of pity Mirrored in the watcher’s eye The plain below Sinking to the cataract Emerging hidden under rock Mimicking Edwytha’s […]